"𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮?" . She had always been there. Around him, watching him grow up before her eyes, seeing him living truly, a bystander to his mischief, a seeker of his happiness, a guide to his path. Then, where had she gone wrong? What was her fault for having fallen in love with the very man, about whom she could never even imagine such a thing? . She was Aarohi Verma, and this was her story.